Word on the street is that they were out for blood for what Paco did. That's what his ass get trying to shorten my pockets to fatten his.
Zac: Speak of the devil.
Paco: Zac my man
Zac: Oh now I'm yo man
Paco: You still mad about that
Zac: Naw I'm over it but what do you want
Paco: I was trying to sell you more product
Zac: Naw I'm good I don't need it any more
Paco: You sure
Zac: Yeah I'm sure plus I don't want to be wrapped up in the shit you got going on with your new customer
Paco: Oh that's just a big misunderstanding
Zac: Don't look like no misunderstanding to me they got yo ass in hiding
Paco: Hiding he busted out laugh I am on the beach drinking and smoking the best cuban cigars
Zac: Okay Paco you better make sure yo ass hide good cause they coming for your short ass
Paco started cussing Zac hung up the phone
Tip: That nigga betta run
Stitch: That's if his short ass can run
Tip: They gone use his ass for target practice
Stitch started running like he was short and fat
Zac: Ya'll stupid
They all started laughing
Zac: Ya'll fried
Tip: So what's up with the new connect
Zac: T is setting up everything we should have a new one soon so that way we won't be missing out on anything
Tip: Good keep the ball rolling
Zac: Ya'll about to head to the spot
Tip: Yep we gone reup then collect money
Zac: Alright ya'll be safe out there
As Tip and Stitch were walking out Fatima was walking in
Fatima: So I just got off the phone with the new connect and he is not able to come
Zac: Do we need to go to him
Fatima: No he's sending his damn daughter
Zac: Why you say it like that
Fatima: Cause I can't stand that bitch
Zac: So is she gone be a problem
Fatima: Naw her daddy can't stand her ass and she don't want another ass whooping
Zac: Wait you done beat her ass too
Fatima: Sure did and I wouldn't hesitate to do it again. She'll be here later this evening
Zac: Okay I can't wait to meet her
Fatima: I bet you can't
Zac: What does that mean don't start we not jealous are we
Fatima: Jealous that bitch wouldn't even be able to light a match to me you tired it
Zac: I'm just playing
Fatima: I see you playing to much
Zac: Loosen up T have some fun
Fatima: Come on we got work to do
Zac: I like when you boss me around, where we going to your place
Fatima: No the grocery story fool
Therapy
Layla could not stop getting high the shit became addicting she needed it all the time she like the way that it made her feel. She took a sip of the pint of Hennessy before heading into the building
She was becoming a regular so the receptionist knew who she was
Receptionist: She's ready for you Layla
Layla: Thank you girl
Stumbling into the office
Layla: Oops my clumsy self about to trip over my own two feet
Layla: Hey Mercedes
Looking at Layla weird
Mercedes: Hey are you okay, are you drunk
Layla: I bet not be off of one shot
Mercedes: Shots early in the morning
Layla: Hell life is a party
Mercedes: Would you like to rescheduled
Layla: No no I am already here and I need you to get my fucking sister out my head. I just feel like banging my head up against the wall
Mercedes: Well please don't do that. Okay I have an activity for you, I need you to stand in front of the mirror
Layla stood in front of the mirror
Layla: Oooh she a bad bitch
Mercedes just shook her head
Mercedes: Okay I need you to look in the mirror and tell me what do you see
Layla: Okay I see a bad bitch
A go getter
A survivor
A boss
A killer
A hurt girl
A drug dealer
A cold hearted bitch
Mercedes: Anything else
Layla: Nope
Mercedes: Are all these things true
Layla: Yup
Mercedes was now skeptical
Mercedes: But I thought you said you never killed anybody
Laylas slurring over her words
Layla: I lied
Mercedes: So who have you killed
Layla: My bitch ass sister
Mercedes: So how did you kill your sister
Layla: I shot her she didn't even see it coming
Mercedes: Are you aware of where you are at
Layla: I am at God's gates waiting for him to let me in. He's probably going to send me to hell for all the bad stuff I've done
Mercedes started snapping in front of Laylas face
Layla: See you hear them playing the drums
It wasn't drums it was Mercedes snapping her fingers
Mercedes realized that Layla was high off something and totally out of it
Mercedes: Okay Layla we are going to cut this session short I will see you at your next session
Layla: Just what I like nice and quick
Mercedes watched as Layla walked out of the building
Talking to her receptionist
Didn't she seem to be on something
Receptionist: Yeah she was stumbling before she came in your office
Mercedes: Okay I thought so she just confessed to a murder
Receptionist: Maybe it was what's she's on
Mercedes: No she may be on something but I felt like everything she was saying was real. She had this devilish look in her eyes
Receptionist: What are you going to do
Mercedes: I mean she told me that stuff in confidence but maybe I can have someone do a welfare check and make sure she's okay.
Receptionist: If you do that she may not come back here any more
Mercedes: I don't know I am going to think on it
Receptionist: Okay just be careful just in case she is dangerous
Mercedes: I will
Warehouse
Layla tried to get herself together before walking into the warehouse. She kind of came off of her high she didn't remember anything from her therapy session. She could hide it from her therapist but Stitch and T would know right away.
Layla: Hey ya'll what's up everybody sorry I'm late
Staci: What's up girl where you been
Layla: Around and shit
Staci: Stitch was just looking for you he in the back
Layla: Alright thanks
Layla walked to the back Stitch was counting money
Layla: hey babe
Stitch: What's up
Layla tried to look away fast before Stitch noticed she was high as a kite
Stitch: You on that shit again ain't you
Layla: Don't be mad I just needed to take the edge off
Stitch: And I can smell fucking liquor on your breathe
Layla: Don't be mad
Stitch: Get the fuck out my face Layla
Layla: Babe really
Stitch: Dead ass because you're pissing me off your fucking eyes are glossed over which mean you are high as hell. Where are you coming from
Layla: I had a therapy session
Stitch: So you went to a therapy session like this ain't no telling what yo ass done said you a whole ass sting.
Layla: Don't say that
Stitch: You ain't no better than yo sister go throw some water on your face and get yo shit together
Layla: Okay
Before Layla could get out the room T came walking in
Layla put her glasses on real quick
Fatima: Hey Layla where have you been
Layla: I been out handling business
Stitch looked the other way and continued to count money
Fatima: I need you to go to this location and pick this woman up and be sure you keep an eye on her at all times don't let her out your sight
Layla: Okay I can do that do you want me to leave now
Fatima: Yeah her plane should be landing soon and I don't want her to leave before you get there
Layla: Okay I'll head out then
Fatima: Keep me updated
Layla: Alright
Layla hurried up and ran out of the room
Fatima: She seem a little off she good
Stitch: She alright she has her days
Fatima: Hope her ass ain't losing it that twin power is something serious
Stitch: I know it's fucking her up but she getting help for it
Fatima: Everybody ain't built for this killing shit
Stitch: Not at all
Fatima: Keep your phone close I may need you later tonight
Stitch: Okay
Fatima walked out the room Tip came walking in
Tip: T know she fine as hell and her fragrance lingers and her ass ain't even in the room
Stitch: Chill out man
Tip: No disrespect towards her I'm just saying. Is she taken
Stitch: That's none of my business
Tip: Come on man your her right hand man I know you know something
Stitch: I actually don't because I don't get involved in her personal business
Tip: Well can you find out for me
Stitch: Let me guess you want to holla
Tip massaging his beard
Tip: I mean who wouldn't
Stitch busted out laughing
Tip: What's so funny
Stitch: Nigga no offense but you ain't even in her league your a errand boy
Tip sticking out his chest
Tip: I ain't no damn errand boy I get's shit done
Stitch: Well that will make two of us then. But she goes for people of her same caliber like your boss Zac. Smart professional with street smarts she would never even look your way
Tip: Damn so I guess I'm just chopped liver
Stitch: Pretty much sorry bro shoot your shot somewhere else
Tip: I wonder if Zac hitting that
Stitch: Naw T ain't easy to crack
Tip: I don't know he been smiling lately
Stitch: Why you all in that man business
Tip: He pay me to be in his business
Stitch: naw you just nosey, make sure I keep an eye on yo nosey ass
Tip: Nigga you just count the money I'll holla at Layla then
Stitch stopped counting
Stitch: Layla is off limits
Tip: Damn they all off limits let me guess she's yours
Stitch: Damn right
Tip: Fuck I respect it you ain't got to worry about me over stepping
Airport
Layla texted T and told her she had made it to the airport and was picking up Carmen
Layla looked at the picture making sure she was picking up the right person
Layla: Hello Camren I am here to pick you up
Carmen looking at Layla like she was a peasant
Carmen: Do it look like I need to be chauffeured around
Layla: Sorry I am just doing my job
Carmen: Whatever just open my door
Layla looked at her like bitch you lucky this is for T or I would have left yo ass standing there
They went to the warehouse Fatima introduced Carmen to Zac. Only thing that Carmen knew was that Zac needed a connect what she didn't know was that they were business partners. She didn't need to know all that
Carmen was being extra flirty pushing up on Zac
Zac didn't pay her no mind
Fatima: Layla you can take her back to the hotel please
Layla: I thought I was done with her ass I don't like her
Fatima: Me either, I am about to head out so I can meet up with them later
Layla: Okay be careful
After Fatima had left Carmen gave Zac the address to the new meet up spot verses the one Fatima picked.
Zac took down the address and headed out
Fatima went home to get herself together before meeting with Zac and Carmen
Fatima headed to the restaurant and waited for Zac and Carmen
Fatima looked at her watched they both were late and Zac wasn't answering his phone
Fatima thinking to herself I know this bitch didn't meet with Zac herself. Fatima was already two steps ahead of her
Fatima: Hey Stitch do you got eyes on that bitch
Stitch: Yup she just left the hotel
Fatima: Follow her then send me your location
Stitch: Okay
Carmen car dropped her off at the restaurant downtown
Stitch sent heT the address
Carmen walked in the restaurant
Carmen: I am here to meet that gentleman over there
Waiter: Okay
Carmen: Nice to finally meet you again Zac she reached in for a hug
Zac looking around
Zac: Where is T
Carmen: Oh she's not coming
Zac: That's weird she's the one that set this meeting up
Carmen: I know but we don't need her your a big boy can't you conduct business without her
Zac: I can but it don't work like that, let me give her a call
Carmen: No need to do that, order me a drink and let's talk business
Zac: Just a second I gotta get this call
Zac didn't really have a call he stepped away and called Fatima but she didn't answer
When Fatima walked in Carmen was just a laughing it up with her titties sitting up to her chin
Fatima: Desperate ass bitch I see
Fatima walked over to the table
Fatima: Nice try bitch now walk
Carmen: But I am not finished with my drink. Go get us another round please
Fatima: Do I look like a fucking servant to you
Zac just sat back and watched
Carmen: She sounds a little mad did you have the wrong address
Fatima: Fatima tossed the plate and the drink off the table
Carmen: Do you know who I am
Fatima: You should already know who the fuck I am and I see you still haven't learned your lesson
They both had a stare down
Zac finally jumped in
Zac: You don't want those problems you should probably leave
Carmen: What about business
Zac: If you're handling business on behalf of your father then you are doing a horrible job.
Carmen Stuttering
Fatima: You can leave now your daddy wants you on a flight now business is already handled
Carmen grabbed her things and stormed off
Zac had a smile on his face
Fatima: And I bet you thought that shit was cute
Zac: Hey I did not know she changed the address until she got here I tried to call you but you didn't answer look at your phone
Were you getting a little territorial over me
Fatima: No I was about to fuck her up
Zac: Then we wouldn't have a connect
Fatima: Her daddy know how she is he would still do business with us
Zac: Awe you should have snatched her up then because that shit was fool
Fatima: Exactly
Zac: Well since you are here we can eat you look nice by the way
Fatima: Thank you
Zac: You're welcome did you wear that for me
Fatima: I did not
Zac: You know red is my favorite color and you wearing the hell out of that dress. You gone let me take it off of you later
Fatima: I don't know with that little stunt you pulled
Zac: I didn't have nothing to do with that
Zac and Fatima both got a ping to their phone
They watched the video of the realtor looking around at the spot
Fatima: I knew this muthafucka couldn't be trusted I'm gone kill him
Zac paid for the drinks and they both headed out